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I did not write this and you must be 18 or over to read it as it may
contain a great deal of adult explicit sexuality. If this is
offensive do not read - delete file. For those of us who enjoy ....
enjoy! Please do not ask for files by e-mail - I can barely keep up
with what I have now.
Busting out
This is a story about a young man with a fetish which
later proved to be his undoing.
Billy Talbot had, as his girlfriend Nina would say, "a
thing for boobs". That was certainly true, and Nina was
proof of it. She was not a particularly attractive girl, 19
years old, with a rather plain face, but she had a huge
bustline, with which Billy was obsessed.
Nina stood 5'7" and weighed about 150 pounds. She felt
she was a little overweight, but Billy offered her no
encouragement in her efforts to diet. In fact, he sabotaged
every diet she ever went on, by buying chocolates and candy
to tempt her, and telling her he liked her just the way she
was . She really wanted to lose weight, but she wasn't a
very strong-willed person and, with Billy's lack of
encouragement, she was never successful at dieting.
Billy could also be described as somewhat less than
trim and muscular. He was much shorter than Nina, only
standing 5'1", and weighing about 120 pounds, with most of
his weight in his hips and butt. He had always been chubby,
even as a child. As a teen, he had never had a girlfriend,
and as a result, had become somewhat of a chauvinist,
frequently making derogatory remarks about women.
Billy entered the modest apartment he shared with Nina
about 4:00 PM one Friday afternoon. Nina was already home,
as she had been sick that day, and sensed something was
wrong the moment he walked in. He worked on a factory
assembly line downtown, and his shift didn't end until 5
o'clock.
"What is it Billy, why are you home so early", she
asked.
"I got fired by that fat cow, Mrs. Walker", was his
sullen reply. Nina felt a little hurt by that comment, but
didn't think now was the time to be sensitive to his
coarseness.
Three months later:
Due to Billy being out of work, he and Nina had to move
in with her mother and sister. They were both nurses at a
nearby teaching hospital and worked long, irregular hours.
After Nina finished her schooling, she began a new job as a
medical assistant in the hospital pharmacy.
Apparently, all the women in Nina's family shared a
well-developed bustline. Although Billy found the women a
pain to live with, especially since he was out of work and
had to take care of the house, he certainly did enjoy being
around three big-busted women.
Billy got along fine with the women for the most part,
but his occasional demeaning comments about women in
general, and big-breasted women in particular, added tension
to the situation. The women of the household were well
aware of his attraction to big breasts as Nina, her mother
and sister were close and shared much, and they did not take
his leering stares and comments as complimentary. For the
most part, they let them go, but each time it happened, the
level of tension was raised a notch.
Finally an incident occurred which brought everything
to a head. While in the kitchen with Nina's older sister
Debbie, Billy "accidentally" fondled one of her breasts.
She was wearing a tight t-shirt with no bra, and he just
couldn't help himself. A short yelling match ensued, after
which Billy stormed out of the house.
When Billy returned to the house later that evening, he
was surprised to find the three women sitting in the living
room, talking quietly. They all looked up at him when he
entered, each with a quiet smile on her lips. When he
looked at the coffee table there was his collection of big
bust magazines.
"What's going on here?", he asked as he sat in a chair.
"Billy, we have to do something about your behavior,
and we have decided what needs to be done. You can agree to
live by our decision, or you can leave this house. Those
are your choices", Nina's mother Betty replied.
Billy looked at Nina for support. There was a non-
committal look on her face. He felt a little weak and
unsure of himself. "What are the conditions", he asked.
Nina responded. "Since you seem to have an obsession
with large breasts, as your behavior and these magazines
attest, we have decided to teach you what it means to be a
big-busted woman". Billy had a blank expression on his face
as she continued. "What this means is you are going to have
breasts, big breasts, and maybe that will help you
understand what we have to go through".
"But I'm a man, I don't have breasts".
"That will be taken care of. Come upstairs with me.
Unless, that is, you want to move out of this house
tonight".
Billy followed Nina upstairs to their small bedroom.
Following her directions, he removed his jersey and blue
jeans and sat on the bed, which had a plastic sheet over it.
Nina proceeded to smear his bare chest, arms, underarms and
legs with a sweet-smelling cream. After waiting 20 minutes,
during which she wouldn't say a word to him, he headed for
the shower.
Once the hot water hit his body, the cream was rinsed
off, along with the hair underneath it. He didn't have that
much body hair to begin with, but still the change in the
way his body looked was astonishing. He washed and
conditioned his hair, as instructed.
All the time he was showering, he was wondering what he
was going to do about this situation. He figured, being out
of work, he really didn't have anyplace to go and would just
try to ride this thing out, and make the best of it.
He stepped out of the shower and toweled himself off.
With no body hair, he really looked different. He hadn't
gotten a hair cut since he was out of work. Nina liked it
long, so he let it grow. Now with his hair a mess and
hanging half in front of his face, he thought he looked sort
of feminine. He shook off those thoughts and returned to
the bedroom.
Again Nina directed him to the bed. She had him lie
back while she went to the dresser and returned with a large
box. "What's that", Billy asked? "These are your new
friends" Nina replied as she pulled two pink, rubbery-
looking objects from the box. They were extremely realistic
looking false breasts. "My mother got them from a medical
supplies saleswoman. They're brand new and not out on the
market yet, so you'll be one of the lucky first to get them.
They're a real advance over anything that's out there today.
They should work very well for our purposes".
At that, she opened a tube and smeared a liquid on the
back of each breast. "This is a surgical glue that will
hold the breasts in place, even without a bra. You will
need to remove them once a day, and bathe your chest in
order to prevent any damage to the skin".
"Look, just put them on, will you. I can take whatever
you three try to put me through" he shot back.
Billy watched in fascination as she attached the
breasts to his formerly flat chest. He had to stay
motionless for a minute while the glue set up. Nina then
used a foundation make-up to disguise the seam where
silicone met flesh. She went back to the dresser again.
Billy placed a hand under each breast and lifted them.
God, they were heavy. "What size are they?" he asked.
"36DDD", was the reply. "We had a hard time finding the
size, but we wanted you to have the biggest boobs in the
house. And now you do" she continued with a smile.
Nina returned and hooked the bra in back and adjusted
the shoulder straps. Unlike Nina's bras, which were made
for support, this bra had seamless cups and stretch straps
which allowed a lot of movement, especially with the
enormous jugs he now had. Nina shook his shoulders, and he
stared in fascination as his chest wobbled back and forth.
Billy was in a trance. He just sat staring down at his
cleavage, which seemed a mile long. He couldn't even see
his feet. The breasts had large, dark aureolae which could
easily be seen through the sheer bra. The nipples were long
and thick, and stuck out prominently through the cups. Nina
helped him step into a pair of panties that matched the bra.
"You'll be expected to wear proper underwear at all times,
unless you are given permission to go braless."
Billy sat down again as Nina pulled the pantyhose up
over his legs. They were sheer to the waist, and hugged his
freshly-shaven legs. He just couldn't take his eyes off the
valley in between the huge breasts. Nina pulled a pink
leotard out of his dresser and had him step into it. When
he had his legs in and the leotard pulled up to his waist,
she helped him slip his armss into the long sleeves and
pulled it up over his shoulders. It took some effort to get
it over his bosom. There was some pulling and tugging,
which in turn caused a lot of movement in his chest. Still
he stared. The leotard had a scooped-out neck, and the tops
of the breasts were exposed almost down to the nipple. Next
she had him step into a pair of black, high-heeled pumps.
Then she got a light-brown wrap skirt out of the closet and
fixed it around his waist. It was slightly past his knees
and open on the side and revealed a lot of thigh when he
walked. Nina sat him down on the bed again, got out her
blow dryer and curling iron and started on his hair. She
parted it on the side, curled it under on the bottom,
sprayed it in place and secured one side back with a shiny
barrette. Then she led him to a full-length mirror.
Billy was a little shaky on the heels, and the shoes
caused a lot of bouncing and jiggling. Nina interrupted his
thoughts, "Look, Billy".
He couldn't believe what he saw in the mirror. His
hair fluffy, and combed in a girls' style. The stretchy pink
top stretched so far, the snow-white bra and straps were
clearly visible underneath. His waist looked narrower, his
hips wider in the flowing skirt.
"OK, Billie, let's go downstairs and show everybody
your big, bouncy boobs."
Nina quickly descended the stairs and waited with her
mother and sister in the living room.
Billy started down the stairs gingerly. Not only were
the heels unfamiliar, he couldn't see his feet or legs!
What he could see was the tops of his breasts threatening to
bounce out of the leotard as each heel landed on a step. He
found that turning his body sideways allowed him a view of
the stairs. He also, to his humiliation, saw Debbie
standing near the foot of the stairs with a video camera.
His face flushing, he stumbled partway down the
staircase, and came down the last several steps a lot
quicker than he had planned. His bosom bounced around so
much as he hit the floor that both breasts popped out of the
skimpy bra cups and nearly out of the low-cut leotard. All
of this, Debbie dutifully captured on videotape.
Nina helped him get everything adjusted again as the
other two women admired his figure. After getting
straightened out, he joined Nina on the couch.
"Billy", Nina's mother began, "we have grown tired of
your behavior. I talked with a woman I know at the hospital
who's a psychiatrist. She suggested you try to overcome
your obsession by experiencing what it's like to be a big-
busted woman. Now, if you want to stay in this house, you
will do what we say. And, if you make the required effort,
we think the experience of seeing what the life of a woman
is like will help you become a better person. The reason we
got you such big breasts was so we could be sure you would
be noticed."
"Jesus", Billy thought to himself, there's no way I can
hide these. He decided that diplomacy might be the best way
to get out of this. "OK, if that's the way it has to be,
I'll do what you say".
"Good", she continued. "Now, we've given you all that
you'll need as far as your figure goes, and you'll find a
new wardrobe in your room. All you have to do now is go to
the beauty parlor tomorrow. We've made an appointment for
you. It'll be closed, but my friend Sue is the owner and
she will personally take care of you. Any questions?".
Later that night:
Billie sat at the kitchen table for supper. He had a
hard time getting close enough to his plate. Nina, noticing
his difficulty, said "Rest your breasts on the table,
honey". He lifted his breasts and edged up to the table,
then dropped his huge bosom. It bounced heavily, much to
Billie's embarassment.
Later, during the meal, Billie was trying to get some
ketchup onto his hamburger. While shaking the bottle, his
bosom started swinging heavily back and forth. The women
all stared in fascination. He shook the bottle so hard that
his right breast swung and knocked his glass of milk to the
floor. His eyes burning with tears, he got up quickly from
the table, sending his chair to the floor, and ran to his
room, his bust bouncing wildly. Nina, her mother and sister
sat at the table, giggling.
A half-hour later, Nina quietly entered their bedroom.
Billy was sitting at her vanity, staring at his image in the
mirror. She walked up behind him and stroked his hair.
"Cheer up, honey. You're just learning the things that we
women have to go through every day. It's not easy managing
breasts the size of ours. Maybe you will come to view women
as more than just their body parts. Come on, lets go to
bed. You've got to be at the beauty parlor early tomorrow."
End of Part 1.
This is all I have of this story.
Karen